Kai When Adasha told me everything that had happened in my absence, I was livid. From barging into my room to appointing Laura as Luna and banning the staff from serving Adasha, my aunt had crossed every possible line. Ingrid had gone too far, and I wasn’t going to let it slide this time. Still, I had to control my temper. Adasha had begged me not to lose it, reminding me that I needed to handle this with a clear head. I didn’t want to come across as unhinged, especially in front of her. When the staff brought breakfast to my room for Adasha and me, they were the picture of politeness. It was almost laughable how they pretended the events of the previous day hadn’t happened, as if they could erase their blatant disrespect with a smile and a tray of food. I held my peace, forcing myself to focus on the moment. I wanted to spend the morning with Adasha, to reassure her and make her feel valued before I dealt with the situation. But eventually, I had to face it. I left Adasha in th
Kai “I want you and Laura out today,” I said firmly, my voice cutting through the tense air. Ingrid shook her head defiantly. “I have the right to stay here. This is my home and my pack, too. As for Laura, the matter has been sent to the Alpha Council. Whether she deserves to leave or not is up to them. If she goes, know this: we lose the South too.”Her words burned, and I couldn’t help the surge of anger rising within me. I couldn’t believe my own aunt would side with an enemy against me, but then again, nothing about Ingrid’s motives surprised me anymore. I knew she was technically correct about her right to stay—it was her pack as much as mine. And if Austin had taken his complaints to the Alpha Council, Laura’s position was indeed out of my hands until they decided. Forcing her out prematurely would sever ties with the South, and the council would see it as a reckless move. They had cornered me skillfully, but I’d seen it coming. Still, I refused to be blackmailed into doin
RandyJason flinched at the sound of my fist slamming against the desk, his already bruised face paling further.The pathetic sight of him did nothing to quell the storm raging inside me. My wolf howled within, clawing at the edges of my restraint, demanding release.Every passing second without Adasha chipped away at my sanity, leaving raw, jagged edges behind.“Where is my wife, Jason?” I bellowed, the force of my voice shaking the air between us. My rage boiled over, uncontrollable, as my wolf threatened to take over completely.The fear in his eyes should have been satisfying, but it wasn’t. Not without answers.“I-I swear, Alpha! I don’t know!” he stammered, his voice hoarse and trembling. His eyes darted to the guards standing by the door, as if they might somehow intervene, but none of them moved. They wouldn’t dare.I leaned forward, my hands gripping the edge of the desk so tightly that the wood groaned in protest.“You expect me to believe that? After all this? After what ha
RandyJason hung there, suspended with nothing but his arms to bear the cruel weight of his body. His breaths came in short, ragged gasps, and I watched as tears carved streaks through the dirt on his face.The pain in his eyes was unmistakable, but Jake and I didn’t flinch. Whatever agony he was enduring now was nothing compared to the storm raging inside me.Nothing could match the betrayal, the rage, the ache that tore through my chest like a serrated blade.“Start talking,” I said, my voice cold and unwavering. “End this now, or I promise you—I won’t relent.”Jason’s lips trembled, his voice cracking under the strain. “Please…” It was barely more than a whimper, a pathetic plea that only hardened my resolve.I turned to Jacob and gave him a curt nod. “Do it.”Jacob stepped forward, methodical and unyielding. He didn’t hesitate. He didn’t falter. He’d been by my side long enough to know this wasn’t a moment for mercy. Meanwhile, I stood back, my hands clenched into fists.I couldn’
RandyThe look on Adasha’s face that night, and again in the morning before I left, played over and over in my mind like a haunting melody.Her tear-streaked cheeks, the fear in her eyes—eyes that once looked at me with tenderness—now burned into my memory. I couldn’t stop the tears that began streaming down my own face.I had hurt her. Wrongly. Cruelly. Unforgivably.I was a monster.Jealousy and fear had consumed me, twisting my thoughts and blinding me to reason. I hadn’t listened to her.I hadn’t believed her. Instead, I let my insecurities fester until they turned into something dark and vile. And because of that, I hurt her.I broke her trust. I stormed out of the room, my breaths ragged, my chest tightening with each step.My heart pounded as guilt and shame washed over me like waves, drowning me in their weight. Pain and anguish tore through me in equal measure. What had I done?The memories of that night clawed at me, refusing to let go. I had beaten her. I had taken her in t
RandyI sobbed, my tears pooling on the cold floor beneath me, my prayers rising into the void. I didn’t know if anyone was listening, but I didn’t care.My soul felt raw, laid bare for the unknown, for anyone kind enough to hear my desperation.In that moment, I was nothing but a broken man, undone by my own choices. There was no one to blame but myself.Every wound I had inflicted on her had carved a deeper one into me, and now I bore the weight of it all.I had hurt her. I had driven her away. And now, I could only hope—no, beg—for the chance to make it right."Alpha, what should I do about Jason?" Jacob’s voice pierced through the mind link, steady but tinged with caution.It broke through the haze of my spiraling thoughts as I struggled to compose myself. My hands trembled as I wiped my face, willing the chaos in my chest to quiet, even if just for a moment.“He has lied against his Luna and, in doing so, committed treason,” I said, my voice carrying the weight of my decision.“L
RandyFor a moment, I stared at the delicate piece of jewelry in my hand, its significance crashing over me like a tidal wave. It was hers.There was no doubt. My heart surged with a mixture of relief and determination. She had been there. She was still out there.This wasn’t just a clue—it was hope.“She rested,” I murmured, the words barely audible as I pieced together the implications. It meant she was moving, but she wasn’t running without pause. It gave me a direction. A chance.I looked up at Thompson, my voice steady but charged with urgency.“This is something. I’ll reach out to Alpha Malachi and see if any of his southern packs have noticed a new face. If she’s passed through, someone must have seen her.”I paused, the reality of my next move settling over me. “I can’t step into another Regional Alpha’s territory without his permission. Malachi’s cooperation will be critical.”“I should reach out to Malachi,” I said, breaking the silence, my mind already spinning with the logi
AdashaI could see it in Kai’s eyes—the ripple of unease, the tension coiled in his body. What I had told him weighed heavily, more than I had anticipated.He barely made it through breakfast. His fingers drummed against the table, his legs shifted restlessly, and he avoided my gaze like it might set fire to the air between us.I knew him well enough to understand he was itching to act, to confront the storm I’d laid bare before him.In another life, the old me would have swallowed the discomfort, buried the problem deep within, and plastered a smile on my face to keep the fragile peace intact.I’d learned to live like that—tiptoeing around conflicts to avoid cracks in the delicate family façade. But not this time.Not with what was at stake. Silence now would be a coward’s refuge, and I had no space left for that kind of foolishness.Kai’s aunt, Ingrid, was a force I could no longer ignore. She was a woman drunk on power, clinging to authority that wasn’t hers, convinced she shared t
KaiMay’s recounting of those events had left me angry and bitter, and now, that anger was bleeding into the room.These men wanted to cling to old fears and twisted truths, but I wasn’t going to let them use those lies to justify another injustice. If they wanted to push the matter, they’d have to go through me—and they all knew what that would mean.“Kevin broke a rule. Had he followed the law, that menace wouldn’t have been unleashed on him and his family. It’s Kevin’s fault,” Linus said sharply, his tone dismissive.His words barely had a moment to settle before Randy growled, the sound low and menacing.“This is a very stupid and time-wasting meeting,” Randy said, his voice cutting through the tension like a blade.“I support Malachi on this one. This woman isn’t a direct descendant. She’s his people, and he has the right to decide what to do with her. This relentless hunting of Moonchild descendants is nothing but cruelty.”He leaned forward, his expression dark, his passion evi
Kai"Coming to the second subject matter," Abraham continued, his tone taking on a sharp, accusatory edge as he fixed his gaze on me."This one ties directly to you, Alpha Malachi. It concerns your blatant disregard for an agreement made by the Twelve to ensure the safety of our people."I stiffened, already anticipating where this was headed."You have a moonchild in your employ," Abraham said, his voice heavy with judgment. "And you refuse to allow us to carry out justice as agreed."The room grew tense. Randy shifted in his seat, his entire demeanour changing. For someone who had remained uninterested during most of the meeting, he suddenly seemed unnervingly alert.His eyes darted to me, and I could feel the intensity of his gaze, his interest in this subject palpable."A Moonchild in your employ?" Randy asked, his voice laced with curiosity and suspicion.His sudden engagement struck me as odd, considering he had barely spoken about the rotation issue earlier. I glanced at him, w
Kai"Thank you, Alpha Bouras, for receiving us on such short notice," Abraham continued, his tone measured but with a weight that demanded attention. "I won’t waste time getting to the matter at hand.There are two issues we need to address: the original issue that brought us here and a new one that arose two days ago."He paused for a moment, letting the room settle into silence before continuing. "The original issue is one we’ve discussed quietly for some time—the fact that leadership remains concentrated among only three families.Suggestions have been made to rotate leadership among all the families to create a balance of power."Murmurs rippled through the hall immediately, discontent brewing in hushed tones. Before anyone else could speak, Draco was on his feet, his voice cutting through the noise like a blade."And have lazy, unfit alphas ruling regions in the name of equality?" Draco scoffed, his disdain clear.He leaned forward, his presence filling the room. "Leadership has
KaiDraco was already seated at the venue when we arrived, so there was no need for formalities or separate greetings.The space was set with the Twelve in mind—a show of hierarchy and exclusivity.Twelve high-backed chairs loomed over the rest of the room, reserved for the leaders of each family. Below them, simpler chairs were arranged for the betas accompanying us, a stark reminder of the power dynamic in play.This wasn’t a gathering for outsiders. Even those who had brought their lunas were required to leave them behind—either at the hotel or in the private rooms Draco had prepared. This meeting was as exclusive as it was intense.Abraham was present, as expected. His family’s long-standing place within the Twelve made his attendance inevitable.He wasn’t just a member—he was the chairman of the council, a figurehead whose presence commanded respect, whether or not you liked him. His sharp eyes scanned the room, his aura calm but unyielding, like a predator patiently observing it
Kai“What would you do if he decided to surrender, Kai?” Darius asked, his voice steady, probing. We had just checked into the hotel suite. I met his gaze, unsure of where he was going with this.“If he chooses to relinquish, what then? You know as well as I do, it’s a crime to go after his life once he surrenders. But that look in your eyes every time his name comes up—it's pure hatred. Murder.” His words hung in the air like a challenge, forcing me to confront the truth. He wasn’t wrong.The rage inside me felt like a living thing, twisting and coiling every time I thought of Randy. Every time I thought of the marks he left on Adasha.“He marked her in the most painful way,” I said, my voice low, raw. The weight of those words was suffocating. Every scar, every tear she had shed, was etched into my mind. Randy hadn’t just hurt her physically; he’d carved his cruelty into her very soul.Darius stepped closer, placing a firm hand on my shoulder.“And you will heal her heart, Kai,” he
KaiLeaving Adasha behind to head north felt like wrenching a part of myself away.I wished more than anything she could have come along, but the stakes were too high, and Randy’s presence meant I needed to figure out the situation before making any move. It wasn’t just the uncertainty that gnawed at me—it was the fact that we were heading straight into Draco’s territory.That alone was a storm waiting to happen. I had to make sure she stayed safe, far from the chaos of the Twelve. With May and Mirabel by her side, I could breathe a little easier, but not much.Gabriel was left in charge, and I trusted him to keep her secure—especially with Ingrid in the house, lurking like a shadow in the dark. Magnus, on the other hand, was a gamble. He’d already let me down once, and while I was giving him another shot, my faith in him was thin. Too thin.The drive north was endless, a slow grind through open stretches of nothingness. The thought of returning the same day felt laughable, especially
AdashaMay sighed deeply, the sound heavy with unspoken thoughts. I could tell she had something important to say, so I stayed silent, giving her the space she needed to speak. I knew her well enough by now to understand that if I pushed, she might retreat into herself.After what felt like an eternity, she finally broke the silence.“I need to discuss something with you, Miss,” she said, her voice tinged with urgency.Her words immediately grabbed my attention, but it was what followed that made my stomach twist uneasily.“In fact, this is the only reason I’m glad to be back,” she continued, her tone edged with resignation. “Even though I know… the situation is temporary. I might be arrested again.”My chest tightened at her words.She had piqued my curiosity, yes, but she’d also sparked a flicker of worry.May had always been kind to me, but she had never crossed the line into something personal.Her manner had always been one of quiet professionalism, her kindness warm but distant.
AdashaIt hadn’t been long since I’d returned to my room after a long day of sightseeing with Mirabel when a gentle knock sounded on the door. The soft rap was hesitant, almost uncertain.It couldn’t be Kai—this was his room, and he could enter anytime without needing permission. I doubted it was Mirabel; she rarely knocked unless it was something urgent. And it certainly wasn’t Laura, not while she was locked up.Ingrid was another possibility, but after this morning’s debacle at breakfast, I couldn’t imagine her approaching me so soon.“Come in,” I called out, curiosity tingling at the edges of my thoughts.The door opened slowly, and to my surprise, May stepped in. She looked freshly showered, her hair still damp and falling softly around her shoulders.Her uniform was crisp, and her posture was composed, but her presence felt lighter—like someone who had just cast off a heavy burden.I blinked in surprise. “May, you’re back,” I said, my voice tinged with excitement. I hadn’t expec
Kai “That night…” May began, her voice barely audible, weighed down with grief and hesitation. “Families came to check the baby, to see for themselves if she was truly gone.” She spoke with a wariness that hinted at the pain these memories carried, her words slow and deliberate. “She was blue in her cot, unmoving. They were satisfied. They believed she was dead, and so they left.” May’s hands trembled slightly as she clasped them in her lap. “I was given the duty of burying her,” she said, her tone thick with sorrow. “Emmanuel Westwood didn’t take it well. He couldn’t even bear to look at her. He would have protected his granddaughter if there had been any hope, but to him… she was gone.” She paused, taking a shaky breath before continuing. “Austin refused to touch the… the body. He was devastated. So, Emmanuel tasked me with the burial. It fell to me to lay her to rest.” Her voice cracked, and she wiped at her eyes, the tears falling freely now. “She was such an innocent baby. S